In a split second, I realized that this young man was a Phillies fan and had noticed my San Francisco Giants cap.
“I wasn’t involved,” I replied. “But what I can’t understand is why the Phillies let him go.”
Such exchanges with strangers aren’t unique here in the greater Philadelphia area, where fans are gonzo for their teams. And I like that.
Today’s episode — in the middle of the off-season, mind you — was at the Dick’s store in Princeton, N.J., nearly an hour’s drive to Citizens Bank Park. The exchange was similar to one I had with an Acme grocery store clerk shortly after I moved into our new home two summers back. I was wearing a Tim Lincecum T-shirt. The clerk at the register eyed it and said, “Why aren’t you a Phillies fan?”
“Hey, I just moved here from California,” I said. “I’m a Giants fan but I like the Phillies.”
The clerk’s reply?